晚自习,课间,许小悠一个人坐在睡莲池桥上。数学月考的卷子发下来了,她的分数很刺眼。去年她没能考上理想的高中也是因为数学太差。这次补习,她拼尽全力补数学,她以为自己在进步,但分数就像一个冰冷的讽刺。她正难受抽泣,有人拍拍她的肩。她回头,看见一张模糊的脸,是他,坐教室第一排的男生,他的名字叫魏阳。在这个补习班,同学们都骄傲勤奋,但关 Evening study, class, Xu Xiaoyu sitting on a water lily pond bridge. The math monthly test paper is down, her score is dazzling. Last year, she failed to test the ideal high school because of math too bad. She did her best to make up for math this time, she thought she was improving, but the score was like a cold irony. She was sobbing sobs, someone patting her shoulder. She looked back, saw a vague face, he, sitting in the classroom the first row of boys, his name is Wei Yang. In this cram school, students are proud and diligent, but off